She walked over to Annabelle Linton and dropped to her knees—
She looked up, her face a mask of humiliation. "As you wished. I knelt for you. Now, spare Faye."
’Is this enough?’
Annabelle Linton smiled coldly, a deep-seated hatred welling up in her eyes—the kind that seeps into your very bones.
She could never forget what this woman had done to her in her past life.
She could also never forget the life this woman had twisted beyond recognition.
Annabelle Linton’s gaze swept over her as she chuckled. "Is that it? Surely Miss Yates didn’t think a simple kneel would suffice? Where’s your sincerity?"
Tears stread down Vivian Yates’s face again, but she looked like a lamb to the slaughter, speaking like a puppet, "I’m sorry. We were wrong. I’m begging you, please let Faye go."
Watching the scene unfold, Annabelle Linton felt a surge of satisfaction.
’Vivian Yates, what goes around cos around. You never expected this when you were plotting against , did you?’
"Hmm, I’m a woman of my word."
Annabelle Linton gave a faint smile. The next second, her sharp gaze shot toward Chase. "Chase, what are you standing around for?!"
Everyone else in the hospital room stared at Annabelle Linton, stunned.
Chase looked completely baffled. "Huh?"
Annabelle Linton looked at Chase, her expression blank. "Have you forgotten why you’re here?"
"I rember, but... weren’t you going to..."
As he spoke, Chase’s eyes widened in sudden understanding.
’That’s right! I’m here on the president’s orders to arrest soone. The madam never gave us any orders. Whether this woman’s face gets ruined or not has nothing to do with her.’
Now understanding, Chase shot a cold look at the bodyguards. "What are you all standing around for? You don’t want your jobs anymore?! Seize her!"
At Chase’s command, the bodyguards sprang into action, hauling Faye Sheffield up from the floor.
Faye Sheffield panicked, struggling with all her might. "What are you doing? What do you think you’re doing? Didn’t you hear Annabelle Linton just say she’d let go? Let go!"
Chase sneered. "We’re following the president’s orders! Take her away!"
"Vivian, Vivian, save ! I don’t want them to ruin my face! I don’t want it! Save , please, save !" Faye Sheffield shrieked at Vivian Yates, her voice filled with anguish.
Faye Sheffield’s cries snapped Vivian Yates back to reality. She scrambled to her feet, grabbing Faye with one hand while glaring at Annabelle Linton. "Annabelle Linton, you said you’d spare Faye if I knelt! What is the aning of this?"
Annabelle Linton remained seated, picking up her glass of red wine again and swirling the contents, acting as if none of this had anything to do with her.
She calmly raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk dancing on her lips. "I did spare her. But I’m not the one arresting her now."
Vivian Yates understood in an instant—
’She’d been played by that bitch!’
’Annabelle had exploited her subconscious assumptions and her own sches.’
’Leona Grant had said he would ruin Faye Sheffield’s face and had imdiately sent people to arrest her, but Annabelle Linton hadn’t ordered a thing!’
’She had only said she wouldn’t spare Faye Sheffield, but who the hell knew if she even had the power to do anything to her in the first place!’
’She knew my begging was just an act, designed to make her look vicious and to make Leona Grant despise her, so she turned my own trick against !’
’It was just like last ti with the tea. She knew I was trying to fra her, so she beat at my own ga and frad instead!’
’Damn it! How could I make the sa mistake twice?!’
’My plan completely backfired. Not only did I fail to make Annabelle Linton look cruel, but I also ended up kneeling to her in front of everyone.’
’That bitch!’
’I was actually played by Annabelle Linton!’
Faye Sheffield was imdiately dragged away by the tall, strong bodyguards. There was no longer any reason for Vivian Yates to keep up her act.
Her gentle, yielding act could no longer be used to highlight Annabelle Linton’s cruelty, so she had to get so of her dignity back!
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